"How much longer are we going to wait in this town?"
A low, restless female voice rang through the room, carrying the faint metallic resonance unique to her bloodline.
There was no need even to look up at the speaker's face to hear the profound impatience in her tone.
"We've already spent two days in town, and it's been almost a month since we left Newm. However good our disguises are, they must have noticed by now."
"A whole squad of Purple Medal Cavalry could already be on our trail!"
"If we don't leave Climbing Cloud Province soon, none of us will get away!"
Her increasingly shrill voice roused Vior from her meditation on the sofa beside the sitting room's fireplace.
Her neat ponytail swayed lightly as she instinctively looked toward the voice.
The party's only dragonborn, Sava, whose body was covered in dark yellow scales, was opening and closing a mouth large enough to swallow a whole goblinoid child as she complained to Wood that staying too long in River Valley Town could bring unnecessary danger.
Vior, however, felt she was exaggerating.
After all, the party had only finished preparing the supplies for the next leg of their journey yesterday afternoon.
If less than half a day was enough for their pursuers to catch up, then with so many days of travel still ahead, they were doomed to fight before leaving Climbing Cloud Province anyway.
Of course, inwardly, she wholeheartedly approved of Sava putting pressure on him to leave.
After all, although they called it an escort mission, for their employers, Hai An and Wood, it was essentially a flight for their lives.
Every minute and every second was precious.
The same held true for Vior herself.
She wished she could split every second in two. She had come